Chapter 970 - The Eighth Elder of the Ghost King Sect
Chapter 970 The Eighth Elder of the Ghost King Sect
Before He Changqing could reply, He Ziwei angrily said, “Your son has only himself to blame for getting injured. He was the one who insisted on challenging my husband. You can’t blame anyone else for getting injured in battle?
“Moreover, he lost the challenge. According to the rules of Flame City, he has to be a servant of our He Family. It’s good enough that we didn’t ask him to be our servant.”
Zhuo Wangsun proudly said, “Little girl, it’s useless to tell me all this. In my eyes, it’s just this commoner who injured my son.”
He Ziwei angrily said, “No matter what, you’re still the Lord of Flame City. Are you going to be unreasonable?”
Zhuo Wangsun smiled disdainfully. “Unreasonable? My words are the truth in Flame City. Rules are always decided by strength.”
Zhuo Wengong also shouted, “Little bitch, did you hear that? As long as you obediently climb into my bed, my father may let the He Family off.”
Zhuo Wangsun said, “He Changqing, I’ll give you two choices. One, you obediently let your daughter marry my son and we become relatives by marriage. Two, you die.”
“Zhuo Wangsun, aren’t you going too far?” He Changqing said, “Don’t think you’re so great just because you’re the Lord. Don’t forget that my second brother is the Great General of Rosefinch Kingdom.”
“You mean He Changhai? He’s really strong and has a high position. However, as long as I kill the three of you without leaving any traces, who will know that I was the one who did it?”
There was a flicker of cunning in Zhuo Wangsun’s eyes. “Now you know why I let you run so far. If the three of you die here, it will have nothing to do with Flame City.”
Zhuo Wengong shouted with a ferocious expression, “Father, kill this geezer and Qin Haodong. Leave He Ziwei alive. I want to have some fun with her!”
He Changqing’s heart tensed immediately. It would appear that Zhuo Wangsun was intent on killing them.
“Zhuo Wangsun, think carefully. There is no wall in this world that is completely impenetrable. As long as the news spreads, you will suffer the frenzied revenge of my second brother.”
The opponent was the Lord of Flame City and had many masters. At present, the strength on his own side was at an absolute disadvantage. He just wanted to scare the opponent by using the power of his second brother.
“You’re right. I must be careful. Since you’re not willing to let your daughter marry him, there’s no point in keeping this good-for-nothing.”
After that, Zhuo Wangsun raised his hand and slapped Zhuo Wengong on the back of his head. Zhuo Wengong was directly turned into a pile of meat paste and fell to the ground from the air.
It was a pity that this guy was still dreaming. He didn’t understand how he died in the end.
Qin Haodong and the other two were shocked. They didn’t understand what the old guy meant. Why did he kill his son first?
“Aren’t you a little surprised?” Zhuo Wangsun smiled faintly at the three of them. “There’s also another surprise coming!”
After that, he waved his hand. The 30 men in black behind him took out ghost masks and put them on. He also wore a golden mask.
“Ghost King Sect! You are from Ghost King Sect!” He Ziwei’s face paled.
He Changqing shouted, “Zhuo Wangsun, you’re the Lord of Flame City. How dare you join the Ghost King Sect? Aren’t you afraid of having your nine clans exterminated?”
“Geezer He, you’re wrong. The Lord of Flame City, Zhuo Wangsun, did not join our Ghost King Sect. He died five years ago. I am the Eighth Elder of Ghost King Sect.
“This good-for-nothing is not my son at all. I didn’t kill him because I wanted to use him to gain control of the He Family. Now, the plan has failed. It’s useless to keep him alive. It’s better to kill him,” the Eighth Elder said in an extremely gloomy manner after putting on the golden mask.
He Changqing exclaimed in shock, “You killed Zhuo Wangsun and pretended to be the Lord of Flame City. Your target is our He Family.”
“You’re right. We’ve done so much because of your He Family.”
The Eighth Elder said, “Since this state of affairs has been made clear today, I don’t want to waste my time in idle talk with you. Hurry up and hand over what we want. Otherwise, all three of you will die.”
He Changqing’s expression changed slightly. Next, he said, “I don’t know what you want.”
The Eighth Elder said, “You are pretending to be confused. Stop talking nonsense. Hand over the Black Demon Pearl. It’s useless for your He Family to keep this thing. It will bring you nothing but destruction.”
Qin Haodong was secretly surprised. He didn’t know what kind of treasure the Black Demon Pearl was. It must be something so precious that the Ghost King Sect had put in so much effort.
He Changqing said, “I don’t know what you are talking about. Our He Family can afford to give you some Spirit Stones. Black Demon Pearl? We don’t even know what it is.”
“I knew you wouldn’t hand it over so easily.” The Eighth Elder waved to the men in black behind him. “Do it. Capture the daughter of this old guy and see if he will hand over the Black Demon Pearl!”
After receiving the order, 30 men in black swarmed forward to attack the three people, He Changqing, He Ziwei and Qin Haodong.
“How dare you!”
He Changqing’s cultivation was the late stage of the Grand Completion Realm, a little higher than these men in black. He raised his hand and slapped a ghost slave away. Qin Haodong and He Ziwei who were behind him were protected by him.
However, there were too many ghost slaves in black. Even if He Changqing had the upper hand in cultivation, he couldn’t withstand the attacks from all these people in a short time, let alone protect Qin Haodong and He Ziwei.
Qin Haodong took out the Xuan Yuan Sword and joined forces with He Ziwei. Although they managed to resist the attacks of the ghost slaves, they were also struggling and clearly in a dilemma.
The Eighth Elder was obviously not satisfied with the current situation. Suddenly, his figure disappeared from where he was standing. He appeared in front of He Changqing like a ghost and hit out at He Changqing’s chest with his palm.
He Changqing’s cultivation was originally inferior to that of the Eighth Elder. He was facing the attacks of so many ghost slaves, so he didn’t have any spare energy to deal with the Eighth Elder.
He tried his best to dodge to the side but only managed to evade a powerful blow to a crucial position on his chest. His left shoulder was smashed to pieces by the Eighth Elder’s palm.
He Changqing was injured. The situation at this time became precarious. Qin Haodong wanted to take his Energy Explosion Pill, but he was also worried.
Although his cultivation could be improved to the final stage of the Combination Realm in an instant after taking the Energy Explosion Pill, and it was not a problem for him to kill these people in front of him, what about the weak period afterward?
After his Spirit was damaged, the Seven Storeys Pagoda could not be used for the time being. Who could guarantee his safety at that time?
However, if he didn’t take the Energy Explosion Pill, the situation in front of him couldn’t be resolved at all.
Just as he was in a dilemma, a ripple came from the Spirit Beast Pouch.
Qin Haodong was overjoyed. At this crucial moment, the sleeping Three-legged Golden Toad finally woke up.
The Eighth Elder succeeded with a blow. He looked triumphantly at He Changqing and the other two. “Geezer He, I ask you again now. Will you hand it over or not?”
That palm attack had completely shattered He Changqing’s left arm bone. He endured the pain and said, “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You won’t give up until you see your coffin. Now I’ll strip your daughter naked. Let’s see if you would still be so stubborn,” he said and reached out with his large hand and swiped at He Ziwei.
He Changqing’s eyes turned bloodshot and widened when he saw that his daughter was in danger. However, he didn’t have the ability to stop the Eighth Elder because he was seriously injured.
At this moment, a huge Three-legged Golden Toad suddenly appeared in front of the Eighth Elder. It raised its huge foot and kicked him away.
The Three-legged Golden Toad had the dragon bloodline, so this kick was very powerful. The Eighth Elder was sent flying for nearly 100 meters. In the air, he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His golden mask was dyed red by the blood.
Before the other ghost slaves could react, the Three-legged Golden Toad opened its mouth and swallowed three ghost slaves into its mouth using its big tongue.
Seeing such a ferocious demonic beast suddenly appear, the others were all dumbfounded, including He Changqing and He Ziwei.
Qin Haodong said, “Don’t be afraid. This is my spirit beast, Three-legged Golden Toad.”
“Your spirit beast? It’s so powerful.”
He Ziwei looked at Qin Haodong with excitement in her eyes. Her husband was really amazing. He actually had such a high-level spirit beast.
The Eighth Elder was finally able to steady himself. His eyes were bloodshot as he observed what was happening. Originally, he had planned well. Depending on absolute strength, it was enough for him to crush He Changqing.
As long as He Ziwei fell into his hands, he was not afraid that this geezer would not hand over the Black Demon Pearl.
However, the situation had now changed. Qin Haodong, who had popped out suddenly, had an extremely powerful demonic beast. Its strength was comparable to that of the Strong at the final stage of the Combination Realm.
He had been operating in Flame City for five years. His goal was to get the Black Demon Pearl. Seeing that success was just around the corner, how could he be willing to leave?
He shouted crazily to the ghost slaves, “Attack together. There is only one beast. No matter what, we must catch He Changqing and He Ziwei.
“Kill Qin Haodong directly!”
These ghost slaves were not afraid of death. After receiving the order, they swarmed up again and attacked the three people and one beast.
The Three-legged Golden Toad had been asleep for a long time. After it recovered, it felt extremely rejuvenated and rushed among the ghost slaves to show off its power.
Although it was powerful, it couldn’t kill so many ghost slaves in a short time.
After more than a dozen ghost slaves surrounded the Three-legged Golden Toad, the others rushed madly toward Qin Haodong, He Changqing, and He Ziwei.
The Eighth Elder took off the mask on his face and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the scene in front of him, he sneered.
“Boy, so what if you possess a powerful demonic beast? In the end, you will still be captured by me…”
As soon as he thought of this, a big black thing suddenly appeared in Qin Haodong’s hands. It looked like a weapon, but he had never seen it before.
He Changqing and He Ziwei were also confused. They didn’t understand what Qin Haodong was trying to do at this critical moment.
The ghost slaves didn’t care about this thing. They swarmed forward and rushed over with their ghost head knives in their hands.
However, the big thing in Qin Haodong’s hands suddenly roared to life and spat out a long tongue of fire at this moment.
The Gatling gun was a weapon he got from Alien Demon Island. Its bullets had been refined in the Evil Spirit Gathering Furnace.
With the fierce firepower and murderous bullets, these ghost slaves suddenly fell from the air and turned into meat puree on the ground.
In merely a few seconds, a dozen ghost slaves had been killed.
Qin Haodong breathed a sigh of relief. He had just been surrounded and could not use this kind of thermal weapon.
The appearance of the Three-legged Golden Toad gave him enough time and distance. This allowed the Gatling gun to show off its strength.
The Eighth Elder stood in the air with his mouth wide open. He was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. What magic treasure did this young man use? How could it be so powerful?
When he was still in a dazed state, the Three-legged Golden Toad landed in front of him again. Its huge foot slammed down on his head.
The Eighth Elder was not so lucky this time. His entire upper body was smashed into a muddy pulp. He fell to the ground with a thud.
The other ghost slaves turned around and wanted to run away. No matter how fast they were, they could not escape the strafing of the Gatling gun. In just a few seconds, their bodies were riddled with holes.
He Changqing’s jaw dropped. He asked, “Little Qin, what kind of magic treasure is this?”